M. L. Kiser Poet Haibun

Natures Offspring

warm spring day dipping toes in the cool creek I spot a geode; a large specimen, of crystals that I will clean  and admire as it rests between my favorite amethyst chunk and the twin crystal, on my mirrored tile,
next to the potted plants.


natures’ offspring
glitters in creek water
sunlight reflects


3-12-2022
A BRIAN STRAND FORMAL Poetry Contest
Brian Strand

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Christuraj Alex March 13, 2022 at 5:40 AM A very beautiful haibun on nature. Congratulations!

Caren Krutsinger November 4, 2021 at 7:57 AM I hope this is true; even if it is not, please don't spoil it by telling me because it feels true. M. L. Kiser November 7, 2021 at 1:45 PM True, kentucky is full of them. Sometimes you find one cracked open naturally. I've found several whole ones, as well.

Sara Kendrick September 15, 2021 at 4:36 AM I wonder if there could be any gold there? I like this very expressive, creative and descriptive one that you have penned. I like these poems because of the combination of prose plus the Haiku. Your visit to my page was encouraging. Sara M. L. Kiser November 7, 2021 at 1:46 PM Um, I'm afraid not, geodes are virtually worthless, but they are pretty to decorate flower pots and such with. The tiny crystals remind me of quartz, but they are a different stone.

Robert Lindley September 14, 2021 at 2:07 PM Such brilliantly glistening verses in this very fine creation! " natures’ offspring glitters in creek water sunlight reflects"..... In my youth I would sit and watch the waters as they glistened me into a trance. What magical realms Itrodded during that spell. Afav--a true gem too. God bless... M. L. Kiser November 7, 2021 at 1:46 PM Thanks so much Robert and many blessings.

Jennifer Proxenos September 13, 2021 at 1:50 PM I'm sure it was and is as beautiful as your wonderful poem describes MLK. hugs and blessings, Jennifer.